Mama's Little.

I have started calling Skyler Mama's Little and sometimes even Little Little. It seems to suit her, so tiny and so delicate.

This morning we laid in bed, three ducks in a row. Stew and I took turns staring, smiling and laughing with her as she flopped from side to side, grabbing at each of us. She tugged our noses, my hair, his beard and mostly, my heart.

Mama & her Little.

Just when I thought she had cornered the market on being adorable she surprises me and ups the ante. Today she did the sweetest thing yet. We were standing in Calvin Klein and Stewart was holding onto Skyler. I finished browsing and found them standing in the menswear.

I asked Skyler, "Do you want to come to Mama?" And, she answered by smiling broadly, leaning forward and reaching her arms out to me.* My heart exploded. I grabbed my wee daughter and proceeded to dance with her to the loud, horn-heavy big band song blaring through the store.

Mama's Big & Little.

At once Skyler erupted into the most hysterical of baby giggles. Laughing and shrieking we danced our way out of the store. My beautiful daughter laughing in my arms and my wonderful husband by my side. Amused and not embarrassed by his wife boogying her way through her errands to make his daughter smile. As we made our way up the mall all three of us laughing, I was happier than I have her been.

My family.

These two people are my people. My family. They made me who I am today. They made me a wife and a mother and I will be ever grateful.

* Skyler's new reaching trick is not a fluke, as we tested it out several times, each with the same wonderful result.